Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Without a doubt, it is knowledge.

No matter what kind of knowledge it is, you'll suffer if you don't learn it. Everyone has to grow up; you can't stay innocent forever.

But the landlady is so young, I don't want her to mature too early. She should grow up slowly under the care of adults.

It's all that family's fault.

The landlady noticed his gaze, flinched, and said somewhat fearfully—

"You, you can't do this to me, it's illegal!"

"...No way!"

Chen Ming was about to cry; he couldn't swallow this meal.

Cerberus seized the opportunity and licked his face, a slightly suggestive gesture. His large tail wagged, and his fluffy ears twitched.

The landlady looked at his unfortunate appearance, laughed, and said—

"Haha, just kidding, you wouldn't dare."

"what?"

Chen Ming felt a little strange. A man hates being told he's a coward... even if he really is. The landlady's provocation was too obvious.

If Dongyi were to provoke him like that, he would slap her butt a few times in the morning to show her whether she has guts or not.

But the landlady...

This won't work, this really won't work... It's a society governed by the rule of law...

Chen Ming is a coward.

Seeing that he had chickened out, the landlady felt a pang of displeasure. She pouted and ate heartily, thinking that only by eating more could he grow up.

Lucifer ate his meal quietly, the quietest and most proper person present.

He sighed and said to Lucifer—

“Wasn’t Cerberus your dog before? Now you’re pushing him onto me.”

"She's not my dog, we're just friends."

Lucifer explained it to him, then smiled and said—

“No one in Hell dares to say they want to be Cerberus’s master, except you. You said you wanted to be her master, so take responsibility.”

"...After thinking about it, it seems that it wasn't me who suggested it; it was Cerberus himself who said it."

He pushed Cerberus, that sycophant, away again, and, recalling the scene, said—

"I've been scammed."

"Aren't we being too careless about demons?"

"That seems to be true, after all, demons seem to be quite cute."

People are all a little bit judging by appearance, right? A pretty and good-looking person always makes a better impression than someone with a fleshy face and weighing over 200 pounds.

Lucifer continued with a smile—

"Are you alright now? You didn't lose anything, you just went from being a dog to a 'dog'."

"I always feel like you're making a suggestive joke, but I have no proof."

Chen Ming suddenly remembered that when he first captured Dong Yi, Lucifer had asked him if he wanted to raise a "dog". Was there foreshadowing back then?

In the end, I still ended up with a masochistic bitch.

Chen Ming said—

"You didn't know this would happen from the beginning, did you?"

"No, I just think Cerberus would like you."

"why?"

"Because you're not bad, and she's stupid."

"..."

Lucifer's words were incredibly true; sometimes, emotions are just a momentary folly.

Cerberus raised his hand and said—

"Also, the master smells very nice."

"...What does it taste like?"

"Both body and soul smell wonderful."

"...Here, have a bite of this, it's been sitting around in beer for ages."

"Mmm, delicious!"

Does it smell good?

"fragrant!"

"Ah, very good."

That way, he wouldn't be preoccupied with his soul and body all day, right? Chen Ming successfully diverted the dog's attention and saved his own life.

Dong suddenly thought of something and said to Chen Ming—

"By the way, our school has started."

"School's started? Aren't you going back to school?"

"...No rush."

Dong Yi looked away.

Chen Ming looked at this good-for-nothing, shook his head helplessly, and said—

"You..."

"I understand. I will study hard. There will be a martial arts demonstration at the start of the school year soon, and I will watch it carefully."

"Martial arts drill at the start of the school term?"

"Everyone gathered together to practice and rank up."

Dong Yi said while eating—

"It happens at the beginning and end of each semester."

"Oh, I see. Wait, aren't you going to participate?"

"Whether I go or not, I'll be at the bottom anyway, so it would be embarrassing if I didn't go."

"..."

Chen Ming was thinking of asking A Fu to tutor her, wondering if offering A Fu a tutoring salary would be feasible. The problem was, he couldn't get in touch with A Fu.

Ranked...

Chen Ming asked—

"Your so-called top ten are all ranked."

"Otherwise what? How will we know who is stronger if we don't fight? We can't work behind closed doors. We need to exchange ideas, see what methods others are using, and learn from each other to improve."

"This academic atmosphere is pretty good," Chen Ming thought to himself.

He said—

"So, it's highly likely that Lu Bu will win this martial arts competition?"

"Definitely."

Dong Yi's expression was one of pride, as if she were Lu Bu herself, and she said—

"Lu Bu was unparalleled in the world. She was the most talented swordswoman in history. If I had to describe her in one word, it would be perfect."

"Then she's guaranteed to win the championship?"

"Well... there are all sorts of situations when you fight, it's not certain, but Lu Bu is the kind of person who can calculate everything you need to do, so no big move is useful, he has no weaknesses."

"That strong? Nobody can beat her?"

"There's a chance of making it into the top ten, but it's slim."

"You sound so confident, but what if she loses?"

"Impossible, Lu Bu can't possibly lose. How could that be? You haven't seen Lu Bu when he goes all out. He just throws his flying sword right in front of people, and they can't fight back at all."

Dong Yi waved his hand as if he found it amusing.

Tell me how you lost when you're facing a flying sword.

How do I lose?

Chapter 80 The Eccentric Sword Immortals

Chen Ming felt something was off as he listened. Looking at Dong Yi, he wondered if anyone whose name contained the character "Dong" was particularly fond of cursing others.

I have a feeling that Lu Bu's forehead is covered with flags, and the omen of death is shining brightly.

What grudge or hatred could there be?

Chen Ming thought for a moment, and perhaps there was still a chance to salvage the situation. He smiled and said—

"So you're saying that no one else has a chance?"

"Who said that? I said before that there is a chance. Some people are still capable, but the hope is slim."

"Oh, so who do you think has a better chance?"

Chen Ming himself was also curious about which masters were among the sword immortals. At present, all he knew was that Lu Bu was the best in the world, and that A Fu was killed by Lu Bu.

He didn't know many sword immortals either.

After Dongyi finished eating, she placed her bowl and chopsticks on the table. Lucifer silently cleared away the dishes and went back to wash them. Chen Ming thought of getting up to help her.

"No need, you two continue chatting."